Sleeping takes me from my nightmares...
If someone doesn't tell me what the fuck is going on here, I'm going to have a hissy fit!
Yes, it will be my first hissy fit in bout 20 years - as I certainly haven't had one since I was 2 and I am long overdue a good old fist throwing, leg kicking, head banging explosion of screaming and crying till i pass out...
I don't see why I should have to suffer in silence just because everyone else is accustomed to dealing with their emotions by screwing them up and dumping them in to their internal trash cans. It's fucking ridiculous that I'm left helpless while I watch this awful atmosphere envelope this home and everyone in it. I'm not standing for temperatures this cold, and this much tumble weed blowing about. I have to say something. Do something. Anything. For fuck sake...
This is making me tired... writing in riddles so I don't have to admit my own feelings to myself... I get it from my mother... and father as I have learnt this past third of my short life... I'm sick of being the working dog. Left to guard the property, ignored when it's play time and all the other puppies get to run and skip and lark about. I've been there, done that and I wore the bloody t-shirt so much, it became threadbare and even the local tramp wouldn't take it from me.
They're all so shut down, they make deaf and mute families seem like the loudest ones in town.
It's lonely down here. My pit is getting colder, and there's not enough blankets to keep the chill at bay.
I give up. Tomorrow I'll put a different thinking cap on, and hopefully someone will talk to me like I'm an adult. I'll remind them of how I managed to survive three years of doing this very same thing. Keeping a home, working on a relationship, and communicating till there was no more to be said. They forget that sometimes. In fact, they never acknowledged it in the first place. I shall be informing them instead. A big fat bulletin hung from the gate posts.
Wake the fuck up mum and other. You're destroying yourselves, and we can all see.
I love you. Both of you. Don't lose it now. You've both worked too hard and have to many reward filled years ahead to trip at the first hurdle.
G'night.
♡
Yes, it will be my first hissy fit in bout 20 years - as I certainly haven't had one since I was 2 and I am long overdue a good old fist throwing, leg kicking, head banging explosion of screaming and crying till i pass out...
I don't see why I should have to suffer in silence just because everyone else is accustomed to dealing with their emotions by screwing them up and dumping them in to their internal trash cans. It's fucking ridiculous that I'm left helpless while I watch this awful atmosphere envelope this home and everyone in it. I'm not standing for temperatures this cold, and this much tumble weed blowing about. I have to say something. Do something. Anything. For fuck sake...
This is making me tired... writing in riddles so I don't have to admit my own feelings to myself... I get it from my mother... and father as I have learnt this past third of my short life... I'm sick of being the working dog. Left to guard the property, ignored when it's play time and all the other puppies get to run and skip and lark about. I've been there, done that and I wore the bloody t-shirt so much, it became threadbare and even the local tramp wouldn't take it from me.
They're all so shut down, they make deaf and mute families seem like the loudest ones in town.
It's lonely down here. My pit is getting colder, and there's not enough blankets to keep the chill at bay.
I give up. Tomorrow I'll put a different thinking cap on, and hopefully someone will talk to me like I'm an adult. I'll remind them of how I managed to survive three years of doing this very same thing. Keeping a home, working on a relationship, and communicating till there was no more to be said. They forget that sometimes. In fact, they never acknowledged it in the first place. I shall be informing them instead. A big fat bulletin hung from the gate posts.
Wake the fuck up mum and other. You're destroying yourselves, and we can all see.
I love you. Both of you. Don't lose it now. You've both worked too hard and have to many reward filled years ahead to trip at the first hurdle.
G'night.
♡